As Christmas approaches one family tradition is to drive the neighborhoods enjoying the Christmas lighting displays everyone puts up. The last few years there have been less and less. I understand, as our own lighting display has been downsized.
Last year many around our area protested a utilities rate hike in November set to reap the benefits of those who put up Christmas lighting displays. Yes, sadly we were one of those, since the year before our December utility bill had been a lot higher than in previous years. We couldn’t afford another huge increase, and the deliberate timing of the hike was deliberately grinchy, so we put up only the minimal lighting display. It was a sad year for enjoying Christmas lights displays.
This year, the rate hike will be put off until January as in previous years, except last year. Wise decision, utilities department. The lightening displays have returned, and ours included.
The real point of this post is for many years, we watched a certain home in our area add to his homemade Christmas display and looked forward to seeing what had been added each year. It was not religious in nature, but fun. There were Peanuts characters, then Tweety Bird & its companions, Little Mermaid, the Grinch, Disney Characters, Winnie the Pooh and pals, just to name a few, all homemade. Spotlights illumined the display. Suddenly about four years ago, not only were there no new characters, but the display disappeared entirely. Each Christmas we checked, still the house was dark, no sign of the previously wonderful Christmas light and character display. Had they moved? After all this is a military town, people come and go a lot? Was there a family illness or emergency that caused the display to go missing? While we reveled in the other fantastic lighting displays, we were saddened as we drove past the dark house checking each year.
No we never knew the people who lived in that house. But we felt a connection to them watching the display grow year after year.
Last night, December 10, 2018, we clambered into our truck, hot chocolate in hand, to go check out the neighborhood Christmas lights. With trepidation we turned the corner where the darkened house had been for several years. Lo and behold, in all its previous glory the Christmas lights and beloved characters were on the front lawn, house and roof. We were ecstatic to see the house lit up once again, the Peanuts merry-go-round spinning slowly, all the other cartoon characters smiling broadly. No new characters, but that was all right because the decorations were back.
We took pictures, and decided to share the beloved display with you. Funny how one thing can brighten your spirits as that house did ours that night. This year I believe we will go back to that house and knock on their door and tell them how much we have enjoyed their display throughout the years. Also how much we missed it when it was gone. Christmas lighting is a time consuming, expensive endeavor and a labor of love. To those of you who set up Christmas displays year after year, THANK YOU!
Please share your Christmas Traditions with us in the comments.
A Magic Redemption
Synn, a demon, carries extraordinary magic and power, but there is more within her than she dreams. Kidnapped as a child, her captors murdered her family and forced her into training as a warrior assassin.
When an assignment goes horribly wrong, she finds herself at the mercy of the friends and family of her intended target. Offering valuable information in exchange for protection, she gains her freedom, but it is not without its challenges.
Gavin Shaughnessy is the publican at his family's Irish pub. He is certain Synn is meant to be his and isn't bothered by her past. He must find a way to convince her their future together is stronger than the dark memories that haunt her dreams.
When her past comes calling for revenge, will their love survive the raging inferno she brings down upon them? Or will the searing path of destruction destroy all they hold dear?
Tena Stetler is a best-selling author of award winning paranormal romance novels. She has an over-active imagination, which led to writing her first vampire romance as a tween to the chagrin of her mother and delight of her friends. With the Rocky Mountains outside her window, she sits at her computer surrounded by a wide array of paranormal creatures, with a Navy SEAL or two mixed in telling their tales. Her books tell stories of magical kick-ass women and mystical alpha males that dare to love them. Travel, a bit of mystery, and adventure flourish in her books.
Let me start off by saying that I don’t remember what this 2018 top 10 was supposed to be (personal? writing-wise? books?). Carissa, the super-hero that runs LoveRRs, is just an email away to clear the air about it but if I asked, I’d lose the chance to mess it up and give you a top-2018 'tossed salad'.
How can I resist?
Here it is, my 2018 top 10 mixed tape.
1- Out new house.
I apologize to everything else that happened in 2018, but come on. We found THE house. And now it’s ours. Perfect, in every way. We, my Marco and I, made most of the furniture for the ‘day rooms’ (I’m talking kitchen island, tv stand, ten-seat dining table, two benches. Wood floor in the studio. Tiles in the solarium). My son picked up the color for his room and is finally free to play outside without worry about anything. We planted tomatoes and basil (because that’s what Italians do when given some room), and the flowers we liked. I said it, and I’m saying it again: it’s perfect. Not because it’s perfect, objectively, but it’s perfect for us and, most of all, it’s ours.
2- My son started Pre-kindergarten.
And loves it.
It’s so great to see his delight when he writes his name (although, I threw him a curveball last night when I told him he has a middle name. He’s Massimo Angelo, and he looked at me with one question in his beautiful hazel eyes: I’d just started to be okay with writing one name, why did you go and add another one, mom? Why??) or when he reads letters, or when he tells me something he’d learned and I didn’t know (no clue a butterfly is called pupa before becoming a proper butterfly.)
He’s growing up, and if there’s that little pang in knowing he’s not mine like he used to, that he’ll never be mine like that again, it’s also amazing to watch my boy opening up to the world.
3- You guys, I finished a freaking series!
With His Midnight Sun, the Crescent Creek Series is done. I’m thrilled and proud of it (whispering) especially Aidan and Summer’s story.
4- I wrote a fantasy.
I did. It was ridiculous how much fun I had writing it. Now the story is done, or the first draft, anyway, and will wait until January when I return from my trip to Italy and finish it. The second and third drafts (where I fill in the holes, and then I fix the entire thing) are my favorite because I don’t have the first-draft stress dragging me down and I can enjoy the work.
5- Trip to Italy.
Okay, I still haven't gone yet, but I can’t wait to show off my boy! And show him where mama and papa come from.
6- My hair is long again.
Might seem a stupid thing, but all those brave souls who came out from a pixie cut understand the struggle. And I don’t mean the kind of long hair where you had just stopped cutting it out of desperation. I mean the real deal, where you have it styled, and it makes sense.
7- I freed myself from the chain of reading all the way through books I don’t like.
I had this rule, and I followed it religiously. There’s always something to learn and all that. Well, I’m over it. Life is too short. If a book doesn’t take me within the first three chapters, I’m out.
I’m a much happier reader.
8- And 9 and 10.
It was a good year. Not perfect, because it never is nor it’s supposed to be, but a good one.
Things are brewing, things we started this year but won’t come to fruition until later in 2019. For that, I’m ready.
2018 was a year of settling enough to make plans for the next steps.
I hope you had a great year but even more, than you’re charged enough, ready enough, to tackle the coming year.
Merry Christmas guys, and happy new year!
His Midnight Sun
Tormented, fierce, and broken, sculptor Aidan Murphy has judged himself guilty. He yearns for love but pushes everyone away. He longs for acceptance but has lost the key to open his heart. Until he meets Summer Williams. Beautiful and smart, Dr. Williams promises haven for a man who believes he deserves none. All he has to do is let her in and risk his heart and soul.
Summer’s managed to keep her inner light alive, even through tragedy. She’s created a new life for herself and her daughter in Crescent Creek with loving, caring and fun friends–well, except brooding, breathtaking Aidan. She’s used to keeping away from his type, though. All she has to do is ignore the pull of a man who’s turning up to be much more than snarls and storms. Will her compassion and medical instincts let her?
Love can heal a broken soul and shake up a timid heart. Or it can unleash devastation and revenge.
Will Aidan and Summer survive the hurricane?
Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.
I’m probably dating myself by telling you this, but when I was a kid, there was something that played on the television every Christmas season called The Yule Log. It was 24 hours of Christmas music – of all kinds – from December 13th until midnight 12.25. My mother was a big fan of leaving the tv on all the time and tuned to the local channel hosting the Yule Log so I grew up surrounded by music.
But the question that always popped into my head was, what the heck is a Yule Log and why is it burning while Christmas music is being played?
I never got the answer to my question and this was loooooooooong before we could Google anything so I simply enjoyed the music and let my questions go.
Than when I was in my 20’s I went to a Christmas party where the hostess served a Yule Log for dessert. My first thought was We’re gonna eat a music disk? Don’t worry…I got smarter as I aged!
After supper she presented this long decorated piece of cake that looked, not surprisingly, like a log, only way better. And much more delicious. That night I went home with the recipe and I’ve made a Yule Log cake very Christmas season since. There have been some variations through the years, like the white chocolate log I made one year and that no one tried. But the basic recipe is still the best, and I’ve presented it here.
The pictures are of this year’s log and that happens to my dining room table, all decorated for the holidays. This is a labor-intensive dessert but sosososos worth the effort.
For the Christmas Yule Log you will need:
For the cake:
2/3 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup white sugar
2 ounces unsweetened chocolate morsels or chips
3 tablespoons water
1 tablespoon pure vanilla
2 tablespoons white sugar
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
For the filling:
4 ounce semisweet baking chips
1 (8 ounce) package regular cream cheese, room temperature
3 cups confectioners' sugar, sifted
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 - 8 ounce tub of Cool Whip or Cool Whip light
For the chocolate buttercream frosting:
½ cup solid Crisco
½ cup unsalted butter
1 teaspoon pure Vanilla Extract
4 cups sifted confectioner’s sugar
¾ cup baking cocoa
4 tablespoons milk ( whole is best!)
Christmas and Cannolis
December 12, 2018
Holiday ~ Romantic Comedy ~ Contemporary
With Christmas season in full swing, baker Regina San Valentino is up to her elbows in cake batter and cookie dough. Between running her own business, filling her bursting holiday order book, and managing her crazy Italian family, she's got no time to relax, no room for more custom cake orders, and no desire to find love. A failed marriage and a personal tragedy have convinced her she's better off alone. Then a handsome stranger enters her bakery begging for help. Regina can't find it in her heart to refuse him.
Connor Gilhooly is in a bind. He needs a specialty cake for an upcoming fundraiser and puts himself—and his company's reputation—in Regina's capable hands. What he doesn't plan on is falling for a woman with heartbreak in her eyes or dealing with a wise-guy father and a disapproving family.
Can Regina lay her past to rest and trust the man who's awoken her heart?
Peggy Jaeger writes contemporary romances about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can’t live without them. Family and food play huge roles in Peggy’s stories because she believes there is nothing that holds a family structure together like sharing a meal…or two…or ten. Dotted with humor and characters that are as real as they are loving, Peggy brings all aspects of life into her stories: life, death, sibling rivalry, illness, and the desire for everyone to find their own happily ever after. Growing up the only child of divorced parents she longed for sisters, brothers and a family that vowed to stick together no matter what came their way. Through her books, she has created the families she wanted as that lonely child.
To prepare for a friend's cookie exchange this weekend, I made a couple of kinds of candy. This peanut butter fudge is amazingly simple and always a hit. You can use water instead of milk to make it dairy-free. (Some marshmallows are vegan and others aren't – check the label.)
Peanut Butter Fudge
2 cups sugar
1/4 cup butter or margarine
1/2 cup milk
10 large marshmallows
1 cup peanut butter
3/4 teaspoon vanilla
Mix sugar, butter/margarine and milk in pot. Bring to a boil. Cook 3-5 minutes. Remove from heat.
Stir in the marshmallows. Stir well until they combine. If necessary, turn the heat on low for a minute to help them dissolve.
Blend in the peanut butter and vanilla. Pour into a buttered eight by eight inch pan and cool.
While I'm at it, here is the easiest ever fudge recipe. To think I used to stand by the stove for an hour, with a candy thermometer.
1 bag chocolate chips (best quality)
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 teaspoon vanilla
Mix chips and condensed milk in a 9 by 13 inch glass casserole dish. Microwave 2 minutes. Add vanilla and stir to combine. Let set several hours.
Kris Bock writes novels of suspense and romance involving outdoor adventures and Southwestern landscapes. If you love Mary Stewart, Barbara Michaels, or Terry Odell, try Kris Bock’s stories of treasure hunting, archaeology and intrigue, and art theft in New Mexico. To learn more about her latest work, visit:
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One of the things I most remember about Christmas as a child was the annual Christmas Eve Party my parents used to throw. It started as an after-Christmas Eve Mass get-together for our neighbors, all parents with young children, and eventually morphed into a formal cocktail party for families with college-aged young adults.
When I was a kid in the Northwest New Jersey, in the foothills of the Ramapo Mountains, it always snowed in December. After church, our family would hurry home in the snow and get dinner on the table before our guests showed up. It was my job to light all the candles and put on the Christmas music while my sister lit the Christmas tree.
My parents served an enormous buffet of ham biscuits, heavy appetizers, and Christmas cookies. After dinner, the dads would go into the basement where my father had an enormous workshop. The exhausted moms would sit around the fire drinking eggnog or my dad's famous Bog Fog punch made with cranberry and vodka.
The kids, myself included, would play board games by the Christmas Tree and steal as many Christmas cookies (especially the Nanaimos!) as we could before our moms found out. Unbeknownst to the kids, our dads were in the basement putting together toys: bicycles, Hot Wheels, and Sonny and Cher Dream Stages. Anything that needed to be assembled was done down in that basement where my father always had a special bottle of Christmas scotch.
When the party was over, the moms would take the kids home and, much later, the dads would bring home the newly-assembled and wrapped larger gifts. Luckily, we all lived close enough that everyone could walk home.
This tradition went on for years, until I was in my twenties. As we grew, and the toys morphed into adult presents, the party changed as well. The dads no longer hid in the basement and the moms no longer sat by the fire. Now that we were older, we all dressed up and drank Bog Fog together. We talked and laughed and took tons of Polaroid photographs.
Even now, as an adult who has left New Jersey and now has college-aged kids, I'm still close with our neighbors. Our parents might be older now, but when we get together for weddings (and funerals) all anyone talks about is the Brennan Family Christmas Party. It was a magical tradition of good food and best friends and wonderful memories that we all still cherish.
Recipe for Nanaimos
One of those memories includes making my favorite three-layer cookie known as Nanaimos*. I've included the recipe below!
1 cup plus 1 Tablespoon unsalted butter
(1/2 cup of this butter should be brought to room temp)
¼ cup sugar
1 1-oz square unsweetened chocolate
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 egg, beaten
2 cups graham cracker crumbs
¼ cup walnuts, chopped
1 cup coconut, shredded
2 Tablespoons instant vanilla pudding
3 Tablespoons milk
2 cups confectioner's sugar
4 1-oz squares semi-sweet chocolate
Place ½ cup unsalted butter, sugar, unsweetened chocolate and vanilla in top of double boiler. Cook until melted and blended. Add the egg, beating it in with a fork. Cook 5 minutes longer, stirring constantly.
Remove from heat and stir in graham cracker crumbs, nuts, and coconut. Press into an 8” x 11” oblong glass pan. Cool and chill for 15 minutes.
15 minutes later, cream ½ cup butter (at room temp) until fluffy. Beat in pudding and milk. Gradually add confectioner's sugar and beat until smooth. Spread over graham cracker/chocolate layer. Chill for another 15 minutes.
15 minutes later, melt semi-sweet chocolate and remaining 1 Tablespoon butter in top of double boiler. Spread over second layer. Chill until firm. Cut into squares.
Makes approximately 24 cookies.
*Supposedly this is a 1950's Canadian recipe from Nanaimo, British Columbia. Legend says that a housewife from Nanaimo submitted this recipe to a local Christmas recipe contest and won.
Every Deep Desire
He's taking back his honor, his freedom, and the woman he loves.
Rafe Montfort was a decorated Green Beret, the best of the best, until a disastrous mission and an unforgivable betrayal destroyed his life. Now, this deadly soldier has returned to the sultry Georgia swamps to reunite with his brothers, and take back all he lost. But Juliet must never know the truth behind what he's done...or the dangerous secret that threatens to take him from her forever.
It took Juliet Capel eight long years to put her life back together after her husband was taken from her. Now Rafe is back, determined to protect her at any cost, and it's not just her heart that's in danger. The swamps hold a secret long buried and far deadlier than either of them could have imagined...
Sharon is a librarian who once studied dress design in the couture houses of Paris and now writes of novels of suspense, adventure, and love. A wife, mother of twins, and caretaker of Donut the one-eyed dog, she’s addicted to snapping photos and eating Oreos. She writes about the men in her Deadly Force romantic suspense series where ex-Green Berets and their smart, sexy heroines retell Shakespeare’s greatest love stories.
Reading and writing go hand-in-hand, and all good authors should read as many books as possible. I’ve been flipping through romance books since I was twelve years old (and clicking my way through ebooks more recently!), so I’ve read quite a lot of stories in the past twenty-some years. I enjoy all sorts of romantic sub-genres and heat levels, and I’m a happy reader as long as there’s a HEA guaranteed with strong, intelligent characters. Cheating and needless arguing between the hero and heroine are big no-nos for me, so you won’t find any books like that here.
My Top Ten romance books I read in 2018 are (in no particular order):
Her Forbidden Alpha – Tabitha Conall (paranormal)
Untouchable Lover – Rosalie Redd (paranormal)
Desert Hunt – Anna Lowe (paranormal)
Kiss of Steel – Bec McMaster (steampunk)
The Imposter’s Kiss – Tanya Anne Crosby (historical)
Deadly Obsession – Elle James (romantic-suspense)
Cooking with Kandy – Peggy Jaeger (romantic-suspense)
Perfect Mistake – Sophia Karlson (contemporary)
Tied and True – Marie Harte (erotic contemporary)
Guardian – Angela Knight (sci/fi)
What’s your Top Ten of the year? Have you read any of the above books? I’d love to hear your thoughts, so please comment below.
April 30, 2018
Romantic Suspense ~ Contemporary
Once you're in a prison gang, you're in it for life.
That's what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother--his parole officer--catches them together and doesn't approve.
Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life.
When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason's return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?.
Warning - one seriously hot bad boy hero with a dirty mouth; one feisty heroine with a heart of gold; lots of hot sex, danger, and intrigue!
No cheating and no cliffhanger! HEA guaranteed!
Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats. Amber lives in North Carolina with her husband and four demanding cats.
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I love comfort foods. What about you? I cook most of my own food, and below is a list of top ten comfort foods I’ve made and enjoyed this year. They’re also popular with my family and friends, though we each have our favorites—one friend picks biscuits, my younger son loves mashed potatoes, while my older son chooses slow cooker turkey chili every time (he likes it with cornbread). My favorite is hot cocoa, though when I want it to be a really special treat, I make hot chocolate with whipped cream on top. Which would you pick?
9. Mashed potatoes
7. Chicken and Dumplings
5. Cinnamon raisin bread
4. Chocolate chip cookie skillet
1. Hot chocolate
I’ve linked to some favorite recipes for each, and below is a recipe I recently sent out in my newsletter (want to get it? Sign up here!) for Hugette’s Belgian Hot Chocolate, a decadent holiday treat. Hugette appears in my latest release, Paris Interlude, a sweet billionaire romance. Hugette is the hero’s former nursemaid, and, like me, she prefers being in her comfortable kitchen, feeding people. Hope you can enjoy some cozy times as this year ends. Happy holidays!
Hugette’s Belgian Hot Chocolate
1 cup/8oz whole milk
1 cup/8oz half and half
100g/3.5oz dark chocolate (70% or above, or use semisweet if you prefer)
21g/.74oz milk chocolate
Grate the chocolate (or chop fine). Heat milk in a small saucepan. Whisk in chocolate. Add half and half and heat, whisking to create a bit of froth. Serve with a cloud of whipped cream and a dusting of shaved chocolate. (Makes 2 cups)
Paris Interlude: A Sweet Novella
November 15, 2018
Contemporary ~ Billionaires ~ International: France
Get whisked away on a sweet, romantic European vacation with the Lovestruck Billionaires! When love strikes, these billionaires must risk their most valuable assets--their hearts.
Danton Boucher knows something is missing from his life. When he meets Elissa Ross, the willowy, artistic beauty intrigues him. To get her to stay in Paris, he wagers her he can get her to kiss him in a week's time. Elissa, wanting to right an old family wrong, agrees, but resisting Danton proves more challenging than she expects. The two are pulled together when Danton's sister is in danger, and soon, so are their hearts. Danton and Elissa both struggle to deny their feelings for each other, and stay committed to their single lifestyles, but love has other plans.
Heat level: Sweet
Length: 140 pages
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Reina M. Williams writes sweet Austen-inspired and fairy tale romances. She loves period dramas, cooking, baking, and reading. She has a B.A. in History and did graduate study in English Literature. A California native, she lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her two sons, who hope to someday take a research trip to England with their mom.
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I grew up around my mother’s extended family, a small but vibrant group of people who love the Christmas holidays. We all decorated, shopped, did crafts, had parties and cookie exchanges, and baked. It’s the baking that’s become a tradition of mine, something I can do even in my small apartment, and that I share with my two sons (along with making salt dough cookie ornaments). We plan out what to bake each year, and who will get what treats, and then we shop for ingredients, and starting after Thanksgiving, we bake something once a week or so. Usually, we focus on cookies (this year my sons want to bake M&M cookies, cinnamon snowballs, pinwheel cookies, and sugar cookies—they love decorating those last ones. We’re also experimenting with non-gingerbread cookie houses) but I also bake a quick bread, or three. A family favorite from friends in Canada (where my uncle is from) is Newfoundland Christmas Cake (or Cherry Cake). Its pound cake-like texture is sweetened and made holiday-cheery by the addition of maraschino cherries. The cake can be baked in either two eight inch loaf pans, or a tube pan. The tube pan is prettier, but I did loaves because it was simpler and easier to share.
Do you have a favorite Christmas recipe?
Newfoundland Cherry Cake
1 cup butter, softened
1 1/3 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract (the original uses almond extract)
2 ½ cups all purpose flour (I use unbleached, but bleached should work too)
1 teaspoon baking powder
2/3 cup hot milk (I used whole milk)
20 Maraschino cherries, drained, cut in half, and dusted with flour
Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Grease and flour a tube pan or two 8-inch loaf pans (or muffin tins if you want a sort of cupcake).
Beat butter and sugar together until light and fluffy. Add eggs one at a time, blending to combine then mix in vanilla. Starting and ending with the flour, mix in alternately with the hot milk. Mix in cherries with a spoon. Pour batter into prepared pan (s). Bake for one hour (for the tube pan; for 2 loaves, bake around 40-50 minutes; for muffin tins, bake around 20-30 minutes. Top should be browned and tester comes out clean.) Cool on a wire rack (take out of pans). Share and enjoy!
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A Sweet and Spicy Christmas
December 1, 2018
Heat level: Spicy
For Nicola Perry, Christmas Eve in St. John’s, Newfoundland is just another lonely closing at the café where she works. Worse, her trusty truck won’t start, and the sole person there to help is an untalkative customer, who turns out to be one of those entitled, arrogant Macleod brothers. With no other free way to get home, she accepts his ride, but despite thinking he’s not the man for her, she can’t help imagining what other rides could be had on his lean, hot body.
Ryan Macleod intends to take full advantage of Nic’s presence. The curvy baker is sexy as hell, and more fun and smart than he’d imagined, so he busts past his shyness to do whatever he can to keep Nic in his bed, and bring her into his life. But Nic claims their night together was just a one-off, and he’s not one to push in where he’s been told not to go. When Santa delivers Nic to him for a second chance, he has to speak his truth, or risk losing his last shot with Nic.
Heat level: spicy
Length: 50 pages
Celia Juliano learned to read at the age of two, beginning her lifetime love of books, especially those with a happily ever after. As a girl, she made up recipes and stories of fairies and finding love. Now she writes delicious, heartfelt romance where love triumphs. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area and occasionally indulges her hobbies of sampling dark chocolate, planning vacations, and procrastinating.